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Uh, uh, yeah, gangsta shit |
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Takin' my word, want like this |
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They don't want none of me |
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They don't want none of me |
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Yeah, please believe it |
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Rule baby, unquestionable |
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Uh, uh, but you know that |
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Heck, I know that, uh, ha, yeah, uh |
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What has this world come to |
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When a nigga, like me could be perceived, the |
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American Dream |
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Life ain't always what it seems, my younguns |
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Please believe, strugglin', always provokes the hustlin' |
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To that we accustomed |
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You get acquainted with everybody throughout the hood |
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Still don't trust 'em, trust is a serious thing |
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Most niggas don't trust nobody, they ain't know since sixteen |
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Does that mean the |
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Devil is in us, of course |
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Who you think is holdin' us up, to fall short |
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Touch but don't taste, taste but don't swallow |
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And these are the rules that we 'posed to follow |
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People pray for eternity, never see tomorrow |
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They just, wishin', the |
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Lord, would take 'em away from the horror that |
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I'm currently, bringin', y'all mother****ers gonna hafta |
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Murder me, swingin' bud, |
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I won't die |
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Hear what |
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I'm sayin', y'all niggas better start sayin' prayers' |
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Cuz a nigga wit no cares, is finally here |
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Say what I want, when |
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I want, **** police' |
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Cuz my gangsta, niggas know, we own the streets |
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With the wind beneath my wings, ground under my feet |
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I'm the black rose, nigga that grew from concrete |
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It's the Rule, get it right or get it real hot |
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A whole lotta shots, sent flying through your block |
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The one I need and oh, before |
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I leaveDoes anybody else feel they don't wanna breathe |
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Been menacing this society since conceived |
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And nigga, you know cold hearts don't bleed |
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Still they, pray for eternity, never seein' tomorrow |
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They just, wishin', the |
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Lord would take 'em away from the horror that |
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I'm currently, bringin', y'all mother****ers gonna hafta |
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Murder me, swingin', the |
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Rule won't die |